Oh how my temper can flare and burst
and how my unkind words can hurt.
I think that I am so good, so very fine
when suddenly hurtfulness slips from this tongue of mine.
Oh dearest Lord, please help me to remain calm,
Think, and speak so carefully
For sometimes it takes not much for me to
lash out in outspoken indignity.
Must remember to be slow, gentle,
and be selective in what I hear
To protect myself from others’ spiteful words;
their verbal arrows that pierce and sear.
Such inflicting pain we cause each other
just by a hasty and careless voice
But it doesn’t need to be, for God enables us to be kind;
he equips us to make that choice.
So, with your faithful help Lord as you teach
and speak so softly deep inside of me,
Please enable me to show your love by being helpful,
gentle and speaking most encouragingly.